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“Sadie…”
I shouldn’t like the groan in his voice, but I do.
Whether Jude feels the same as I do for him, one thing is for sure, I turned him on tonight. The problem is that now I know exactly how big he is and that doesn’t help douse the fire between my thighs.
Chapter Sixteen
Jude
I couldn’t be happier that the tantric yoga is over and Sadie agreed to drive Autumn back to her car at The Knotted Barn because I’m as embarrassed as the first time my dad found me beating off and decided to give me a talk about my body’s mechanics. Yes, that’s how he referred to it.
I’d discovered my dick felt good when I rubbed it. End of discussion.
After Sadie and Autumn drive away, I jog upstairs to relieve myself as if I’m that twelve-year-old boy again. Having Sadie’s tits crushed to my chest and her pussy grinding against my dick made my hard-on painful.
I lie in my bed, grab my lube, and pull my shirt over my head, my shorts under my balls. I tug on my dick, not that he needs any warming up. The fucker is ready to explode with one thought of pulling Sadie’s T-shirt over her head to feel the weight of her tits in my palms. She’s not big-breasted, but they’re enough for me to work with. I’ve had to painfully admire her nipples through her wet bikini too many times to not develop a clear image in my mind of those kissable buds.
I tighten my fist at the dream of touching her, running my thumbs over her hard peaks, her tossing her head back from the exhilaration of having my hands on her. She bends at the waist, offering herself to me, and I rise up, taking a tit in my mouth, my teeth nibbling and teasing her as she grinds along my dick.
My hand increases speed, and I close my eyes, imagining flipping her over, tugging down those yoga pants, and finding her in a thong that shows me she’s as turned on as I am. I trail kisses down her chest, my finger grazing under the elastic of her underwear and feeling how soaked she is—and all because of me.
“Fuck, Sadie,” I murmur, my fist running up and down my length, my balls tightening. I’m gonna come before I even get us to the sex part.
In my mind, she’s moaning, writhing under me, and I tug off her panties, shifting between her legs, throwing one leg over my shoulder, and running my nose along her swollen clit, smelling her for the first time. And she’s just as sweet smelling as I thought she’d be.
My tongue laps at her slit, gliding up and down. Her body moves, her fists clenching my comforter. She’s finally in my bed and allowing me to take her like I’ve wanted to for years.
She responds with moans each time I touch her, the knuckles of both of my hands running back up her body until my palms take her tits, pinching her nipples. Her back arches off the mattress, and she screams my name.
I’m unable to hold back any longer. Although I want to stay in my mind a little longer, my cum erupts out of my dick and warmth hits my stomach.
I let out a long exhale. Fuck, I needed that.
“Jude!” Sadie shouts, and I hear her footsteps on the stairs.
“Hold up,” I call.
“I forgot we had to talk about songs.”
I grab my T-shirt and wipe the cum off me right before she steps into my room, since the door is wide open.
“Oh god, I’m sorry.” Her eyes land on my exposed, deflated dick.
Definitely not the impression I wanted to make the first time she ever saw it. Awesome.
I grab the elastic waist of my boxer briefs and tuck my dick back in.
“I shouldn’t have come up! I’m sorry!” She covers her eyes a little too late.
“Open your eyes, Sadie,” I say, getting off my bed.
“No!”
“I’m covered.”
She peeks through her fingers and cringes. “I’m so sorry.”
Her cheeks are the same color as the red lipstick she wears at Christmas with her favorite holiday sweater. I go to my walk-in closet and dump the T-shirt in my hamper.
